My well is dry. Empty & parched from a lifetime of pouring out. Years spent hoping & praying for a harvest that never comes. Leaving me feeling stupid for believing that I could be next in line when the reality is I’m always passed over for the next person. 589 more words
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Here is the tragedy: when you are the victim of depression, not only do you feel utterly helpless and abandoned by the world, you also know that very few people can understand, or even begin to believe, that life can be this painful.
“Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour. Resist him, firm in your faith, knowing that the same kinds of suffering are being experienced by your brotherhood throughout the world. 373 more words